1987 My Era

Chapter 41, Do you know that person? Marry him

Uncle Dai, editor-in-chief Zhou Mingwei and a group of colleagues in the editorial department gave higher evaluations of "To Live" than anyone else, which made Chen Xiaomi more confident.

Her intuition told her that as long as she could seize this opportunity, her name would quickly become known in the industry, and her life would usher in a highlight moment with "To Live".

At the same time, she can use this to get rid of the label of "relying on her parents' connections" to enter People's Literature.

I just wonder if the subsequent chapters can be as exciting as the previous ones?

Chen Xiaomi was grumbling in her heart. This was her only worry and uncertainty so far.

She's not really nitpicking.

But as a review editor, I have seen too many manuscripts that started off well but ended up poorly.

Seeing her walk out of the editor-in-chief's office with a happy face, Zhou Chunlan, who had been secretly watching her, immediately pretended to be concerned and asked:
"Xiaomi, what does the editor-in-chief say?"

Hearing this, Sister Liao, Uncle Dai and other colleagues all stopped what they were doing and looked up.

Chen Xiaomi found it funny to see Zhou Chunlan, this plastic sister, acting hypocritically.

But she was a person with a very high emotional intelligence, and she would not expose the other party. She replied: "Uncle Zhou and Uncle Dai agree. It's a good idea!"

Good! A concise word.

But those who are familiar with Zhou Mingwei understand that this is the highest evaluation.

At that moment, everyone in the editorial department seemed to see a rising star rising rapidly and blooming in the sky like a firework.

"Xiaomi, congratulations!"

"Xiaomi, remember to treat us when the time comes."

"... "

Listening to her colleagues congratulating Chen Xiaomi, Zhou Chunlan tried to keep a stiff smile on her face, but she was devastated inside: This is obviously mine...

After exchanging pleasantries with everyone, Chen Xiaomi focused on the most important thing in his mind, which was to call back using the contact information left by "December".

0739-885708
Chen Xiaomi swiped his finger across the number area 10 times, confirmed the phone number once more, straightened up, and finally pressed the "#" key.

Is the writer December a man or a woman?

How old are you?

Thirty?
Or forty?

Are you easy to get along with? Are you easy to communicate with?
"Hello, who are you?"

Just as she was holding the receiver and thinking, the call was connected and a very sexy female voice came from the other end.

Are you a female?
The voice is so charming, so he must be quite old. Chen Xiaomi quickly made a judgment in her mind and then responded:

"Hello! Is this Writer December?"

Writer December?
Li Heng's pen name is December? Wang Runwen was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted:

"I'm not December, I'm his friend, who are you?"

Chen Xiaomi took a sip of water to moisten her burning throat. "I'm the editor of People's Literature, Chen Xiaomi. Is December here?"

Just at this moment, there was a crackling sound of electricity coming from the phone, so Wang Runwen couldn't hear clearly what the other party said.

So he asked again: "People's literature?"

It was common to have noise on the phone these days, so Chen Xiaomi was not surprised: "Yes, can you help me call December?"

Looking through the window at the teaching building across the playground, Wang Runwen said, "He's not here now. Call me at noon."

Aren't you here?
Chen Xiaomi asked patiently, "Excuse me, what time will he be free at noon in December?"

The morning class was full, and the fourth class ended at 12:10. It would take several minutes to walk from the teaching building. Wang Runwen immediately replied: "After 12:20, preferably a little later."

"OK, thanks!"

Chen Xiaomi didn't meet anyone the first time she contacted him, and her passionate heart was a little disappointed, but not much.

In her opinion, with the golden signboard of "People's Literature", as long as she speaks properly and follows up in time, this will almost be a sure thing.

After putting the red receiver back in its place, Wang Runwen suddenly slapped himself on the forehead, cursing himself for being so stupid that he forgot about the matter of "Harvest" magazine for a moment.

People's Literature 12:20
Harvest: about 12:
There won't be a conflict between the two families, right?

The English teacher instinctively wanted to go back to the past, but there was no caller ID these days, so she had to give up unwillingly. Then she fell into deep thought, what on earth did Li Heng write?
From both "People's Literature" and "Harvest" magazine?

From the tone of voice, it seems like everyone is eager to get on the pole...

As an English teacher, Wang Runwen not only has to teach two classes, but also has to deal with a lot of daily chores. He doesn't pay much attention to literature on weekdays and has basically no idea about these two magazines.

To be honest, I am not as familiar with it as "Story Club", "Youth Digest", "Mengya", "Reader" and Qiong Yao's novels.

After all, she is just an ordinary person. Such lofty things as literature are too far away from her and are not as attractive as those love affairs and gossips.

At least those love affairs could satisfy her romantic fantasies as a woman, and could also help her relieve her sorrow in the shower late at night.

However, Wang Qi and the dean of studies often publish articles in newspapers and earn a dozen or twenty yuan in royalties from time to time. I think they should know more.

Originally, she thought that what Li Heng wrote was similar to what Teacher Wang Qi and others wrote, so she didn't pay much attention to it at the time and didn't ask any further questions.

But now it seems that this matter is strange. I have to ask Li Heng later. Otherwise, it would be bad if he missed important things due to lack of information.

Thinking of this, Wang Runwen, who had just returned from the classroom, turned around, changed his shoes, and went downstairs.

Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, but the cold north wind is still howling, making people shiver with cold.

The teachers' family building is close to the school gate. Wang Runwen pulled his black scarf and went outside the school to buy a few cups of sugared tofu pudding, a dozen hot meat buns, and a few fried dough sticks wrapped in oil paper.

When I reached the third floor of the teaching building, I bumped into Wang Qi, who asked in surprise:

"Runwen, didn't you go back home because you were not feeling well? Why are you here again?"

She was not feeling well because today was the first day of her period and her waist was a little painful.

During morning self-study, she just turned around and asked Teacher Wang Qi to look after her.

Wang Runwen shook his long hair and said, "I have something to do with Li Heng."

Wang Qi had long been accustomed to her close relationship with Li Heng, and had also heard of the rumors about her from Liu Yejiang's mouth, but he always scoffed at them.

Because the two have been together for many years, he knows each other's personality and trusts each other. He doesn't think that Teacher Wang would be confused and fall in love with a student.

Wang Runwen opened his breakfast bag and said, "Old Wang, you haven't had breakfast yet, right? Eat something while it's hot?"

Wang Qi shivered his cold body and asked happily, "Can I have a share too?"

Wang Runwen curled his lips: "Nonsense, when have you been missing?"

Wang Qi groaned, and took a bite of a hot meat bun. It was tender and juicy. He then took a sip from a cup of tofu pudding and exclaimed:
"Thanks to Li Heng, I have saved a lot of money on breakfast in the past two years."

Wang Runwen didn't take it seriously and said jokingly, "Eh...! I despise you. That's all you can do. How much is this worth?"

The two teachers were eating breakfast and chatting about the class's learning situation. In the middle, Wang Runwen suddenly asked, "Old Wang, I want to ask you something."

Wang Qi's mouth was full of food and he had no time to spare, so he nodded to her.

Wang Runwen asked: "Have you heard of the magazine People's Literature?"

Wang Qi swallowed the dough sticks in a few bites: "I've heard of it, what's the matter?"

Wang Runwen asked: "Can the things you write be published in People's Literature?"

Hearing this, Teacher Wang Qi almost choked and grinned in self-mockery: "Oh! You think too highly of me. With my mediocre skills, it's the best I can get published in a provincial newspaper, let alone People's Literature! Even if my Wang family's ancestors' graves are smoking, there's no hope of that."

Wang Runwen was shocked. “You weren’t like this before. You called yourself a cultured person.”

Teacher Wang Qi said with a smile: "I was just bragging. You semi-illiterate people don't understand anyway, so why don't you let me brag? So why did you mention People's Literature today?"

"It's okay, just asking."

Wang Runwen asked again: "What about Harvest magazine? Have you heard of it?"

Teacher Wang Qi said: "Amazing! Those who can be included in this are all true literary writers, all powerful figures, and we who earn a few dollars or tens of dollars in royalties cannot compare."

After thinking for a while, Wang Runwen suddenly said, "What if someone submits an article and both magazines call? What does that mean?"

Teacher Wang Qi's eyes widened: "Is there such a good thing? Do you know that guy? Marry him."

ps: My neighbors’ two dogs barked all night last night, so I didn’t get a good rest. I need to take a nap. The next chapter will be posted later (this chapter may be a little watery, don’t scold me, I’m still confused).

Starting today, the saved manuscripts will be available on the shelves.

(End of this chapter)